Cangyun [Sword Net Three]

At the end of November, it snowed heavily for a week.Every day when Mingyue gets up to clear the snow in front of the courtyard, she will inevitably complain.

With heavy snow on the branches, Wu Lang could finally stop planting bamboo.

As the temperature got lower and lower, Wu Lang was even more reluctant to go out.Often nestling in the room and watching some strange tales can kill a whole day.He used to read some long articles about upgrading, but he only wanted to be cool anyway, and the writing style was naturally like the opening of the Yangtze River Three Gorges to release floods, not exquisite, let alone deep.Although these books in my hand are not available in this era and are called reading materials for the waste of mind, the writing skills are still several times behind.Wu Lang was used to reading vernacular Chinese, so at first he really didn't like these difficult novels written in ancient Chinese.However, the big waves washed the sand, and in the end he met a novel author who was very appetizing.That court martial arts was so written that people wished they could put on armor and go into battle now, killing the enemy's ass.

Gold and iron horses, swords and swords, and BMW beauties are always men's eternal longing.

Even better, this author is prolific like a sow, publishing a series of novels one after another. For a long time, Wu Lang didn't have to worry about having no novels to pass the time.

Everything is good, the only downside is that the author seems to like to let the hero lose his wife.Either he came out as a widower, and his wife died for several years.Either the wife dies of illness/disappears mysteriously/falls into a trap and dies/died to save others/etc.Just like the book he is reading now, "A Journey to the End of the World", on the wedding night of the male protagonist's bridal chamber, the enemy came to make trouble, and the fiancée died of a hidden weapon by mistake, not to mention how sad it is.This famous lady who had been married to the male protagonist since she was a child was told by the matchmaker that the baby was married, and she didn't even have time to take off her hijab. She didn't even describe her appearance in the book, so she just burped.In fact, she is the wife of the hero who has the least sense of existence in this series and died the most wronged.

Wu Lang speculates that the author may not have a happy family in reality, or admire a certain goddess, but cannot get what she wants, and feels resentment in her heart.

However, the villain in "A Journey to the End of the World" is written extremely brilliantly, even though he is the demon leader of the Demon Cult that everyone can punish and has blood on his hands.But it is also flesh and blood, making it hard to get bored.In particular, he is known as a martial arts idiot, and has repeatedly challenged the protagonist to compete in martial arts.Unexpectedly, the two martial arts geniuses did not know each other without fighting, and they hit it off.It's finally Romeo and Juliet, ah bah, it's irreversible.

Because of him, Wu Lang basically didn't pay attention to how many marriages the protagonist was disturbed.

At this time, Wu Lang happened to see the protagonist and the villain, who were about to fight on the top of Mount Hua.On the day of the appointment, both of them were very gentlemen and came alone.

This battle can be described as flying sand and rocks, and the sun and the moon are dark.The protagonist and the villain fought for three days and three nights. They fought a thousand and eight moves, and they were all evenly matched.

Just turn a few more pages and you will probably see the end of the war of the century, but at this moment, Chuan Bei knocked on the door and came in and told him respectfully.

"Master, the lord has invited a dance troupe to perform in the mansion, and invited you to watch the play."

There are two kinds of climaxes that cannot be tolerated, one is novels, film and television dramas; the other is ML.

Maybe it was because of the anger on his face, Chuan Bei was so frightened that he knelt on the ground with a plop and dared not speak.

On weekdays, Wu Lang doesn't like to talk, and he rarely communicates with the servants, so the four new servants think that he is taciturn and difficult to get along with.He didn't bother to improve his image anymore, as long as the four of them kept their own place, he would naturally not do anything to them.

Among the four, Chuan Bei was the one who was surprised.Now when Wu Lang lost his temper, he couldn't stand it anymore.

Wu Lang glanced at Chuan Bei who was kneeling on the ground with his head lowered to his chest, and frowned.

"Why are you standing still, you haven't prepared clothes for me yet."

"Oh, yes. The slave will go right away."

Chuan Bei quickly came over to wash him with the clothes in his arms.

Taking a look at the color of the clothes in Chuan Bei's hands, Wu Lang nodded, reached out to take them and put them on.

When the four of them first arrived, Wu Lang divided the work among the four of them, and Chuan Bei dedicatedly waited on Wu Lang to get dressed.Earlier, Chuanbei didn't know what Wu Lang liked, so he prepared Wu Lang's colorful and colorful clothes like an ordinary young master.The bun is also very charming and charming.Wu Lang lost his temper a few times, and Chuan Bei learned to be good after Ming Yue'er ordered him to order him in private.After pondering for a while, I finally realized that the master doesn't like to be dressed up all the time like the other young masters in the mansion, lest he won't be discovered by the prince among the flowers.The master likes to wear clean and neat clothes. If you can't have wide sleeves, don't have wide sleeves, and if you can, you can have waist.It doesn't have to look good, comfort comes first.The same goes for hair accessories.Moreover, the master doesn't seem to like makeup very much.On weekdays, not to mention wearing balm, even some lip balm is very resistant.

But Chuan Bei felt that even if he didn't apply any rouge or rouge powder, his master's appearance was the most attractive among the beauties he had ever seen.

Others said that Mr. Jinghong was extremely beautiful. Chuan Bei met Mr. Jinghong at the banquet hosted by Mr. Heng Lian.It's just too dazzling, so I dare not look at it.But after entering this Huanshuyuan, I realized that Mr. Yanlang, who is despised by other princes in the mansion, looks at you lightly, and he can be regarded as a thousand trees and thousands of flowers blooming in Qingyayuan.

Mr. Yanlang's eyes are very beautiful, like stars hiding all over the sky.

Chuan Bei didn't dare to look at Master's eyes. After combing Master's hair in the morning, he developed the habit of staring at Master's hair. At this time, he couldn't help but sigh that Master's hair is really good. No wonder the prince likes it so much, and even called it The master is Wulang.I am afraid that anyone who loves beauty will not dislike such a lock of hair.

"Chuan Bei, why are you in a daze?"

"...Master forgive me..."

"Forget it, just take it down as you like."

"Yes."

Chuan Bei lowered his head, but the speed of his hand also accelerated.

After leaving Huanshuyuan, Wu Lang asked Chuanbei to lead the way.This palace is so big that he doesn't recognize many places.

The cold wind blowing on his face made him very uncomfortable.When I walked halfway, I remembered why I didn't take the book with me.When you watch a play, you just watch the play. Who stipulates that the eyes must look at the stage?

Stupid stupid.

Thinking of this, Wu Lang became even more angry, scolding King Linzi a hundred and eighty times in his heart.What show to watch in a snowy day is arty.

Arriving at the place unhurriedly, Wu Lang saw that it was a semi-outdoor stage.The stage of the performer is open to the air, but the seat of the audience is tightly covered.

At this time, many people were already sitting in the luxurious auditorium.Yingying Yanyan, whispering, wearing red and green, competing for beauty.

When Wu Lang entered the door, many people looked at him together, and immediately started talking with smiles, making it difficult for people not to feel that they were speaking ill of him.Wu Lang sneered in his heart, too lazy to argue with these people.Just as he was about to find a seat, a cute servant with a round face suddenly ran up to him, and said in a warm voice, Mr. Yanlang, please come with your servants.

Wu Lang glanced at Chuan Bei, Chuan Bei immediately whispered into Wu Lang's ear, this is Linglong, one of the prince's personal attendants.

King Linzi... Wu Lang subconsciously frowned, feeling a little unhappy.But he still walked along Linglong's route and took a seat.

After sitting down, I found that although this position is not the first row, the view is quite good.He had no intention of going to the theater at all, but he didn't like it when such a good position was given to him.

Naturally, someone recognized Linglong during the dinner, and they were shocked to see that he actually gave Wu Lang a seat, and that the seat was so far in front.The person who laughed unscrupulously before also lowered his voice a little timidly.

"Linglong means representing the prince?"

"Hmph, this Yan Lang is some kind of shit luck."

"Could it be that Yan Lang really got the prince's favor?"

"Impossible, look at how long Yanlang has stayed in the Huanshu Courtyard, the prince has never been there once, if he really cares about it, how could he not go."

"Then what does Linglong mean here?"

"How can we guess what the prince is thinking?"

"Heh, with Liu Jinghong here, let alone Yan Lang, even Li Mushuang, who is famous in Luo Jing, is useless."

"Linglong is a celebrity around the prince. If there is no instruction from the prince, he will definitely not condescend to lead Yan Lang."

"How can Yan Lang, what virtue..."

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Not long after, Lord Heng Lian entered the arena and was surprised to see Linglong standing beside Yan Lang, waiting obediently.

Lord Henglian is the only ruler in the mansion, and everyone has to stand up and salute after entering.

After receiving the worship, Shi Shiran, Lord Henglian, took his seat.

After a while.Linzi Wangcai arrived late with Liu Jinghong.The main character is always the last to arrive.But if the prince and Mr. Heng Lian come together, this week will save one.So Wu Lang was still a little upset.As for Liu Jinghong who was next to the King of Linzi who felt at ease after being worshiped by them collectively, Wu Lang didn't feel anything.Feeling the jealousy of everyone gnashing their teeth during the banquet, they relieved a little.

Liu Jinghong didn't wear the iconic rust-gold red robe today, but a pure white fox fur cloak made him even more glamorous and extravagant.

The King of Linzi was not blind, with a peerless beauty like Liu Jinghong always by his side, the vulgar fans could not catch his eyes.With so many free eaters raised in the inner palace, it would be better to just let go. Wouldn't it be more interesting to talk about liu jinghong alone?

Wu Lang glanced over there quickly and then withdrew his gaze.

The King of Linzi is here, so the program will naturally begin.A few pages of beautiful screens were quickly lifted onto the stage, and a figure could be vaguely seen sitting behind the screen.What followed immediately was the sound of the piano and flowing water, bleak and harmonious.The music is played immediately, and dancers come in droves.

It is said to be watching a play, but it is actually watching a dance.The King of Linzi invited the famous Zui Liuli Dance Troupe from the big merchants.Zui Liuli started in Kyoto, but became famous in Luojing.Luojing Jiangnan water town is full of talents and beauties, and it is a good place to have fun.

Now that Zui Liuli went to the Southern Forest, and was invited by the King of Linzi to perform in the palace, it would be a sign that Zui Liuli could use to show off in the future.

Wu Lang didn't know what kind of dance the boneless dancer was performing, but felt that the costumes and makeup were exquisite and complicated, which really took a lot of thought.If there are other things, you can't see anything, after all, your appreciation ability is limited.

On the other hand, the King of Linzi embraced Liu Jinghong on the left and Lord Henglian on the right, with a warm fragrance and jade in his arms, and he didn't know if he was in the mood to look at the dancer's eyes that couldn't be concealed.

Wu Lang covered his face with his sleeve and yawned.Compared with this drunk Liuli dance, he is more inclined to pay attention to the complicated love triangle relationship of the three leaders in the first row.

It can be said that the king of Linzi didn't love Liu Jinghong, looking at those tender eyes, even the most hard-hearted person would become weak when seeing him.

As for Liu Jinghong, he was much colder, no matter what the King of Linzi said, he always had a cold face, neither liking nor hating.The eyes are indifferent, very slack.

Wu Lang reckoned that the Linzi king was probably a masochist, and he liked to post back.

Of course, if Linzi Wang and Liu Jinghong stayed in their own rooms, no one would care if they switched roles to play BDSM.

On such an occasion now, not to mention the presence of many of his lovers, the little wife could be sitting beside him clearly.Is it because the King of Linzi really loves Liu Jinghong to the extreme, wishing to show his love for Liu Jinghong to the whole world?It is still the king of Linzi who treats male favorite beauties seriously and abandons them like walking shoes.

If Mr. Heng Lian was tougher and became jealous, there would probably be a big fight.The fight between Heng Lianjun and Liu Jinghong is definitely more beautiful than the group of beauties behind who are pretending to be reserved even if they are jealous.

But Mr. Henglian held it again, holding on to his identity.As if he didn't see the goosebump-like expression of King Linzi, he not only watched the play seriously, but also made some comments from time to time.

It's boring, it's boring.

Who said that the king of Linzi was in danger, if it were an ordinary prince's family, which inner palace wouldn't be turned upside down, and people would die every few days.Where is it as peaceful as Linzi Palace.Oh no, to be honest, people in the palace still died because of house fights.It's just that Yan Lang's body doesn't know where it traveled in that well of time and space.

Wu Lang couldn't figure it out, although King Linzi has a good appearance, is it worth jumping into a well for him?Besides, the king of Linzi was obsessed with his first love first, and later pampered Liu Jinghong, everyone knew that he had no chance.Is it really not insane to fight so hard?

Wu Lang's concept of love is very modern, he can understand that lovers don't pay equally, and care about each other differently.But he can't accept that the unequal difference is too large.

For example, the king of Linzi and Yan Lang are typical unequal love.However, the ancients did not seem to have the concept of falling in love.

His fight against injustice is limited to his random thoughts when he is bored. He has no thoughts about King Linzi, and he will not be hurt if he is ruthless.

However, life is as boring as a pool of stagnant water, who doesn't want to watch the excitement?

"Wulang, I see you are yawning all the time, don't you like this Luoying dance?"

When the King of Linzi said this, Wu Lang covered his sleeves and yawned, his mouth was half opened, his eyes filled with tears, and he was stunned: "Going back to the prince, it's not because he doesn't like it, it's because of Lang's bad habit of sleepiness."

"So, is the firewood and charcoal in Huanshuyuan enough to burn?"

Wu Lang rolled his eyes in his heart, thinking that the king of Linzi really remembered things, he narrowed his eyes and said: "The reward from the prince is enough."

The king of Linzi said again: "That's good. I often think that there is not enough charcoal in your house. If any servant steals and cheats, it will be frozen again."

Wu Lang didn't dare to raise his eyes, King Linzi's gaze was like a thorn on a needle point, "I'm sorry to trouble you, Lord Lang, everything is fine."

Looking up again, unexpectedly meeting Liu Jinghong's eyes.Contempt from above.Wu Lang replied with a nonchalant smile.Liu Jinghong instantly showed a disgusted expression, and immediately turned his head away.

Wu Lang sneered in his heart, this Liu Jinghong, who wants to set up a memorial arch even after becoming a bitch?So staunch, if you have the ability, you can also take off the hat of Mr. Jinghong on your head, what an air.

A few words from King Linzi immediately made Wu Lang the focus of attention.Wu Lang cursed secretly in his heart, but on the surface he still pretended to be indifferent. Naturally, he also pretended to be watching the play seriously.

Fortunately, the king of Linzi didn't have the intention of staying outside for a long time in this snowy day. After a few more dances, everyone can finally go back to their respective houses and find their respective mothers.

The King of Linzi embraced Liu Jinghong, and left in a very intimate way, Wu Lang was relieved, fearing that the King of Linzi would talk to him again, and his life would be shortened.

After leaving the theater, he walked back, within a few steps, he saw not only Chuan Bei, but also Linglong, who looked cute and clever, following behind him.

"Is there something else for Linglong?" Wu Lang turned around and asked.I saw that Linglong looked up, blinked, and said with a smile: "My lord ordered, from now on Linglong will be Mr. Yanlang's attendant."

Wu Lang's head exploded, his scalp numb.

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